LOUIS
// because you're mine, i walk the line //

I had a feeling that I was missing math class, and I didn't know why, until I remembered that Harry was in the class with me. He's bumming it out in a pair of Adidas joggers and a white t-shirt, but all his features still seem to be highlighted regardless of the loose clothing.

My stare is intense, and I don't realize just how intense it is until Harry turns himself around and stares right back at me. His eyes pierce into mine and a squeak leaves my mouth as I tilt my head down towards my paper. I hear his footsteps and I considering calling 999, but his voice rings in my ear and ease takes over,

"I miss you."

How do I even respond to that? My voice seems to be lost in a spacious void as Harry addresses me again,

"What's wrong baby?" He leans in and whispers in my ear, "Cat get your tongue?"

Another squeak muffles in my closed mouth as I bite my lip, unsure of how to act.

"Okay," he whispers again, "I'm going to go to the bathroom once that bell rings. And five minutes later, I want you to ask. West corridor bathroom, the one that no one goes into. Okay?"

I nod and he smiles, kissing my cheek discreetly,

"Good boy."

The bell rings and the teacher enters the room. On cue, Harry asks to go to the bathroom, but the teacher tells him to wait for the class to begin fully. Harry looks back at me and makes eye contact.

"Five minutes once I leave." He mouths out and I nod nervously. He gives me a reassuring smile before leaning back in his seat, flipping his hair back as he does so.

I hope we make out. He looks too hot today to just not be kissed.

Once he asks again and gets permission, Harry is off and I set myself a mental timer. Each minute that passes feels like a year and I swear when the clock hits the 2, I feel five years older.

"Can I go to the bathroom?"

The teacher nods, barely paying attention to me as I walk out of the room with my phone in my hand. My heart pounds as I reach the bathroom, and I bite my lip before pushing it open.

Harry is leaning with his back against the sink and I stand by the door innocently as it closes quietly,

"Hi," he smiles, striding towards me,

"Hello," I return his sweet grin as his hands trail to my sides,

"You look extravagant today..."

"Thank you, but not really..." I blush and he rolls his eyes, craning his head to the crook of my neck, kissing my collarbone gently,

"I don't want you with anyone else," he tells me strictly as he holds my waist gently,

"What..." I can barely form words, as his presence is hypnotizing me. Just as it always does.

"You're mine." he says again, "No one else's."

My mind wanders back to Niall's offer of teaching me a few things before I get the real thing from Harry, and suddenly I get a surge of confidence. I have two guys, that both want to have sex with me. It's funny, because though I'm pretty sure Harry doesn't want to screw with little old me, his actions tell me otherwise. And Niall and I have always kidded around about fucking each other, but now that he's offering?

I feel so alive due to the situation I've been pushed into, and I love it.

"Only yours," I tell him with a smile as I cross my fingers behind my back.